“If you were expecting Prince Charming, I'm sorry. He's with his boyfriend.”
―
Shayla Black,
Wicked Ties
“Watch that mouth, cher. I own a ball gag. I know how to use it, he growled.” ― Shayla Black, Wicked Ties
“She frowned. “I did nothing to arouse you.”He clenched his jaw, his stare growing more aggressive. “You breathed.” ― Shayla Black, Possess Me at Midnight
“It’s just...” She scrubbed a hand across her face. “I keep looking for someone to share life with, someone patient. Not afraid of a mop or use the stove. Even-tempered, understanding, not allergic to emotion.” She closed her eyes momentarily. “Someone sweet.”Hunter stifled a grimace. She was describing a female with a penis.” ― Shayla Black, Surrender to Me
“Just because you don't believe me doesn't make me a liar.” ― Shayla Black
“Sometimes, life just sucked."Bite me," she muttered."Okay, where?" Deke asked, then went on. "Never mind. I've got some enticing ideas of my own.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“You know how people are, always wanting the one thing they can't have.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“Here's the deal. You eat some lunch, at least something light that will help you keep your energy up, then we'll talk.""About what? We've already conversed today-twice-in the language you're fluent in: Fuckese."Deke fought a smile. "You probably meant that as a slur, but somehow I'm complemented.""You would be," she muttered.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“Fuck!” he snarled.He tilted her up again, her legs now resting on his shoulders, and positioned himself and began to push.Into her back entrance.Kimber drew in a great, shocked gasp, her hazel eyes wide. “Deke?”“What the hell are you doing?” Luc barked.Tensing a little more with every inch he pushed inside Kimber’s tight passage, the tendons on his neck standing out, the muscles in his arms shaking, assailed by the amazing sensations of being slowly enveloped by her tight, ready flesh, Deke could barely form a word. “Fucking her ass. Saving her life.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“It's that...what I want isn't what I need.” ― Shayla Black, Delicious
“One-way ticket to Las Vegas: three hundred fifty dollars. A week's stay at theBellagio while he convinced Nicki to give him this crazy job: eighteen hundred dollars.Cost of pizza to bribe his way into her apartment: fifteen bucks. Seeing her reaction to hisclaim that she didn't particularly affect him sexually: absolutely priceless.” ― Shayla Black, Strip Search
“I do care, goddamn it! Have you been listening? I. Love. You. I never really knew what that meant until you.” ― Shayla Black
“He just wasn't good at being a cross between a teddy bear and just a friend.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“Eat anything before you started drinking?" Xander asked."Fuck off.""I can tell that vodka is helping you make great decisions."Javier glared. "Fuck off.""Has your vocabulary been reduced to two words now?""No. Please fuck off.” ― Shayla Black, Ours to Love
“Stay where I can taste you. Take the pleasure I give you.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“You haven't touched me, and I'm already unfocused.:” ― Shayla Black, Delicious
“God, listen to him. Fucking pathetic, going on about the girl like he was Keats or something.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“What I want, isn't what I need...” ― Shayla Black, Delicious
“He was clearly used to sucking in the universe, examining it, then bending it to his will.” ― Shayla Black, Surrender to Me
“Watch that mouth, cher. I own a ball gag. I know how to use it, he growled.” ― Shayla Black, Wicked Ties
“She frowned. “I did nothing to arouse you.”He clenched his jaw, his stare growing more aggressive. “You breathed.” ― Shayla Black, Possess Me at Midnight
“It’s just...” She scrubbed a hand across her face. “I keep looking for someone to share life with, someone patient. Not afraid of a mop or use the stove. Even-tempered, understanding, not allergic to emotion.” She closed her eyes momentarily. “Someone sweet.”Hunter stifled a grimace. She was describing a female with a penis.” ― Shayla Black, Surrender to Me
“Just because you don't believe me doesn't make me a liar.” ― Shayla Black
“Sometimes, life just sucked."Bite me," she muttered."Okay, where?" Deke asked, then went on. "Never mind. I've got some enticing ideas of my own.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“You know how people are, always wanting the one thing they can't have.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“Here's the deal. You eat some lunch, at least something light that will help you keep your energy up, then we'll talk.""About what? We've already conversed today-twice-in the language you're fluent in: Fuckese."Deke fought a smile. "You probably meant that as a slur, but somehow I'm complemented.""You would be," she muttered.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“Fuck!” he snarled.He tilted her up again, her legs now resting on his shoulders, and positioned himself and began to push.Into her back entrance.Kimber drew in a great, shocked gasp, her hazel eyes wide. “Deke?”“What the hell are you doing?” Luc barked.Tensing a little more with every inch he pushed inside Kimber’s tight passage, the tendons on his neck standing out, the muscles in his arms shaking, assailed by the amazing sensations of being slowly enveloped by her tight, ready flesh, Deke could barely form a word. “Fucking her ass. Saving her life.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“It's that...what I want isn't what I need.” ― Shayla Black, Delicious
“One-way ticket to Las Vegas: three hundred fifty dollars. A week's stay at theBellagio while he convinced Nicki to give him this crazy job: eighteen hundred dollars.Cost of pizza to bribe his way into her apartment: fifteen bucks. Seeing her reaction to hisclaim that she didn't particularly affect him sexually: absolutely priceless.” ― Shayla Black, Strip Search
“I do care, goddamn it! Have you been listening? I. Love. You. I never really knew what that meant until you.” ― Shayla Black
“He just wasn't good at being a cross between a teddy bear and just a friend.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“Eat anything before you started drinking?" Xander asked."Fuck off.""I can tell that vodka is helping you make great decisions."Javier glared. "Fuck off.""Has your vocabulary been reduced to two words now?""No. Please fuck off.” ― Shayla Black, Ours to Love
“Stay where I can taste you. Take the pleasure I give you.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“You haven't touched me, and I'm already unfocused.:” ― Shayla Black, Delicious
“God, listen to him. Fucking pathetic, going on about the girl like he was Keats or something.” ― Shayla Black, Decadent
“What I want, isn't what I need...” ― Shayla Black, Delicious
“He was clearly used to sucking in the universe, examining it, then bending it to his will.” ― Shayla Black, Surrender to Me
